NSW must Have the Blues...

I woke to find it splashed all over the news. NSW had finally settled on a team. A team they presumeably thought could halt the raging Maroon juggernaut. I, however, am less optimistic. Which is a good thing really, because I am a Queenslander born and bred.

The Missus, on the other hand, is a NSW supporter and she was absolutely ropeable when she read the NSW line-up. "It's a disgrace," she cried. "I thought we were trying to STOP Queensland from winning five in a row, not hand it to them on a silver fucking platter!"

She was right. We both knew it. How could NSW hope to win when they're being skippered by a no-hoper like Gidley and ordered around the field by a geriatric like Kimmorley? It just made no sense at all. There were some bright points for NSW though. Jamal Idris, Michael Ennis and Brett Morris will surely prove troublesome for the QLD deffenders.

With such a bizarre team set to take to the grass, one can't help but wonder if NSW has an ace or two up its preverbial sleeve. The only fathomable way NSW can walk away with a win is if they boast two extra players out on the field. Two extra players wearing pink. Those swine. The refs.

Time will only tell who will stagger out of this series with a win. But on paper, QLD looks to have it in the bag already. Thank Christ I am not a NSW supporter, because if I were, I too would surely have the blues...